Two Updates in a day? How Crazy! I know that many of you have been waiting patiently for me to update the story so it's about time after almost 2 years to continue on with it. As always I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, the belong to Veronica Roth. I am only using them to tell the story that I have been thinking of.

Chapter 7 (Four POV)

An Hour Later

Is it too early to call her? Am I being too needy? But I miss her already. And holy crap, that kiss was amaze-balls! Did I really just say amaze-balls? Oh my God what has this girl done to me! I couldn't help but keep thinking of Tris, how beautiful she was and how soft her lips felt on mine. And her brother, Thomas, it's been years since I saw him but my how he's grown. I still remember him when he was a boy and now he's the starting quarterback for the freshman team. Damn, how time flies.

I'm driving home hoping and praying that Marcus isn't there because I really don't feel like dealing with him after the most amazing night of my life so far. I pull up to my driveway and see that Marcus's car is there but all the lights are turned out. Strange. I contemplate on going over to Zeke and Uriah's but I realize that I didn't have any clothes for tomorrow so I opted to be cautious on going into my house but to finally stand up to him if he tries to pull the shit that he did to me growing up.

I test the door to see if it's locked or if its open just trying to get any hint that Marcus is actually here. It's locked. I take my keys out of my pocket and open the door. I'm greeted by the faint smell of smoke and alcohol. I check the house for any sign that Marcus is around but my observations turn up negative. This is really unusual for Marcus not to be home but then again I don't give a fuck what he does. I go to upstairs to my room and grab my duffel bag from the closet and pack a few things in there since I'm going to text Zeke and ask if I can stay with him later. I think about where to take Tris on our first date since I've decided to spend my time with her this weekend. My thoughts are interrupted when I hear faint thuds coming from the end of the hall way. Great…He has a hooker with him.

I silently finish packing, send my text to Zeke, and slip down the stairs. I make it too my truck and hop in as fast as I can so Marcus wouldn't even know I was there. I drive though the night listening to my playlist that I created at the beginning of the school year. I make it to Zeke's house and walk through the door only to be greeted by Hana's cooking. It smelt so good that I could get full off of smelling the food without even taking one bite. I dump my things on the couch since it's really common for me to stay over here and as always Hana already added the extra plate for me at the table.

I've accepted the Pedrads as my adoptive family just like they have accepted me as their adoptive brother and son. Truly, it's the only place when I feelthat I belong when I'm with out Tris. Oh how I wish that my real mom was still alive at times and all the times before Marcus started abusing us when for once I actually thought that I had a normal family.